I lay awake that night thinking about Jason, and what it may be like if we were together forever. He means the world to me now. He's everything I wish that was in my life. And now, I have a chance to keep him.
"Evelyn! Evelyn! Wake up, wake up, wake up!," Ellie shouts in my face,"Aubrey's here and she dropped off a bunch of clothes!!!"
"Okay but first...TICKLE FIGHT!!!!" I yell.
"AAAAHHHHHH!! Help me! Help me," Ellie shrieks,"STOP! STOP! STOP!"
"Ummm, can I come in?" Audrey says at the doorway.
"Yes. Go run off little monkey Ellie. I'll come get you later."
As Ellie runs out of the room doing monkey noises, Audrey comes and sits in the edge of my bed.
"How ya doing?"
"I'm fine," I say,"But I do need to tell you something...Jason kissed me."
"HE WHAT!!!!"
She practically makes the room shake.
"Tell me everything. How did it happen? Did your mom see? Does your mom know? Any connections? Did he touch you in any way?" She pretty much hysterical as she says this.
I tell her in complete detail the whole ride home and the kiss on the stairway. When I get to the part about being caught by my mom, she laughs out loud.
"So I take it she knows?" She laughs.
"So we're going to hang out today at the celebration. Or, at least I think we are. He just said he would see me there." I say, hopefully
"That definitely means you're hanging out. Common, we have to pick out the most awesome outfit that I picked out. He'll definitely see you in it," she says, pulling me out of bed. "Wait...are you okay, you know, since what happened yesterday?"
"Ya. I'm fine. I'm pretty sure you were listening when I told you about Jason protecting me," I reply
"Ya. Right."
"Sooooooo....lets go try on some outfits, shall we!" I exclaim.
We both rush down the stairs. I stare in amazement. Our entire dining table is covered in bags and bags from all my favorite stores.
"Audrey...you shouldn't have done all this," I say.
"No. Evelyn, stop. You deserve this. Plus the stuff that you don't want we can return. And you know that my family can afford this. With my dad being the governor and all," she says.
"Thank you so much for this Audrey. I don't know what I would do without you," I say.
"You'd probably go die in a hole wondering what was missing from your life," she exclaims.
"Definitely."
As we try on the clothes, in which most of them I will return, I find the perfect one for The 4th of July celebration, which Audrey says is sexy and casual at the same time. It's a white crop top with red and blue sequins in the shape of a star. Then for the bottoms are short-shorts with red, white, and blue jewels aligning each of the pockets. Then Ellie and my mom come in.
"Oh, you look beautiful, sweetie," my mom says.
"What she said." Ellie repeats.
"Ok. Well, let's get this girl to her waiting boyfri-" Audrey says as I shove her.
"Common, Ellie. We'll meet up with the girls later," she says smiling as she leaves the room.
Me and Audrey pile into her car. We see tons of people all making their way towards The River. Now let me tell you something about The River. After all the chaos with it (the bombings), we found out that most of the bombs had come from the other side of the river. Soon after it happened, the government put an end to the war, and signed a peace treaty with the rebels. As long as the rebels stayed on The East Side and we stayed on The West Side, we would be happy. The boundaries are the Mississippi River, which we now just call The River. The government says we are not to look back to the past, which is why it's none of our classes. I'm lucky, because I still remember some of it from when I was little. The part of The River that doesn't cut through the U.S is fenced and electrified 24/7 with full guard patrol. The 4th of July is the only time both of the sides can be together and in peace. We never talk about this with anyone, especially about what separated us, but we do all know about it.
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Torn To Bits
Teen FictionAlong the edges of the Mississippi River, Evelyn Benton celebrates this joyous occasion, The 4th Of July. It's the only holiday that The East Side and The West Side have been able to celebrate together since the war that pulled America apart. This s...